Chapter 19 The clouds are deep and the heights are cold

Choose a city to grow old and meet a person with a white head.

Once Chongxi's greatest wish was to be inseparable from the white head of the clouds, but the emperor's will and his parents' orders. Sitting silently in Xiao Suo's courtyard, recalling the past, but he didn't have the courage to shake his father's prestige after all, so he could only choose to surrender to the ending he didn't want.

He and Yun Jian are separated by more than a Qin Han.

When Chongyang entered the East Palace, all he saw was his son's lonely and lonely back.

Feeling the breath behind him approaching, Chongxi turned around, but it was Chongyang's slightly disappointed face.

He hurriedly knelt down: "The son of the minister kneels to ask his father to be safe." ”

Gonggong He helped Emperor Lang into the main house, Chongxi was on the side, but he saw that Emperor Lang waved away Gonggong He as soon as he entered the house, he knew that his father had something to order

Gather your thoughts and kneel down to your father again.

A lifetime of honor and disgrace, whether it is mediocrity or inaction, whether it is the king of the world, he only knows that his deadline has fallen, but there are still many things that have not been completed.

"Emperor, but complaining that the father and the emperor did not marry the Ye family girl to you?"

Chongxi raised his head suddenly, as if he didn't expect his father to ask him directly, but he just nodded but felt that his head was as heavy as a mountain.

"Emperor, you are about to be crowned, and your father and emperor have entrusted you with some state affairs in advance," Chongyang looked at his grown son, his eyes were full of love, "Do you have any views on the situation between the DPRK and China now?"

Chongxi was puzzled: "Erchen just felt it slightly. ”

"Then do you know who has the most power in the court today?"

"What is the current situation?" Han Wenjie, the prime minister of the left who is extremely popular and holds the power of life and death, has gradually delegated power since the establishment of the sixth ministry thirteen years ago, and the prince Taifu Yeyang has not been exposed to the imperial court since then, and Taishi Gong Su Tong has been degraded, and the power in Beijing has decreased sharply, but only one person has not only enjoyed the glory in these years, but also has become a person who the Chongjia does not dare to offend.

"Father is talking about the Qin family!"

Chongyang nodded, regretting all these years of ploy.

"The Qin family was single-handedly supported by the father, but the father failed to cut off this branch when necessary, and finally caused a monopoly family, Xi'er, if you are the emperor, you must not envelop the power in one family. ”

Chongxi didn't understand it very well, but he knew three points about the current situation.

"Then why does my father want his son to marry Qin Han?"

Chongyang sighed: "The current Qin family holds half of the military power of the Northern Guard, and even the captain of the Imperial Guard of the Father Emperor is also the nephew of Qin Feng, if the Father Emperor goes astray, can he still live until now?"

Chongxi was shocked, and a wave of fear surged into his heart, would his crown princess also become a cold knife next to his pillow one day?

"Xi'er, you must know that the father and emperor are not really above ten thousand people in this world, the reason why our Chongjia family can come to this day is that each generation of emperors must learn to schem and be proficient in the art of emperors in order to live for a long time. ”

"Father, Erchen understands, it's just the current situation, the Han, Ye, and Su families will inevitably become the three major families in the court, but Erchen feels that these three families are completely on opposite sides of the Qin family, why is the father still afraid of them?"

Chongxi felt that if he could cultivate these three families again, he might be able to resist the Qin family's forces, not to mention, and he would be able to protect the cloud note under his wings.

It's not that he keeps thinking about Yun Jian, but he is worried that Qin Han will embarrass Yun Jian again because of the matter of the crown princess, and he is even more afraid that the Qin family will do something to the Ye family, so he has the idea of letting the three families strengthen their forces to deal with the Qin family.

But

Chongyang smiled miserably, and a kind of frustration arose: "The Chong family can't lack these three families in the world, but the Qin family is supported by the father and the emperor to deal with it"

Chongyang didn't say the next words, and Chongxi didn't know, but he looked at Chongyang but fell into a long memory, what happened to the painting in the past, can make a dying emperor also nostalgic for this memory.

Chongxi recalled Chongyang's words, whether it was the victory of the three families or the monopoly of one family, which side would be beneficial to the imperial power, but he always felt that these three families were definitely not white-eyed wolves like the Qin family.

Chongyang's words also made him feel a trace of worry, the current throne is not as glorious as people think, and it is not as high as ever, and his body is on the verge of decay, and there is only one breath left to survive.

Therefore, he should learn to live independently in the world and command the world alone.

is just a prince with no foundation, if the power behind him is only one of Ye Taifu, and he fully believes that if he hurts Yun Jian one day, Ye Taifu will not only not stand by his side, but will gather all the forces around him to deal with him, so he can only choose to protect himself first.

As Chongxi, what he hoped most was to stay with Yun Jian for the rest of his life, and as the crown prince, the future Emperor of the Northern Guard, he could only hope that the two forces would be evenly matched, and that they would restrain each other before he could gain a firm foothold, and then catch them all when he was fully capable.

This is the ruthlessness of the royal family, and the courtiers are just pawns.

And Qin Han has become his current life talisman.

Towards the middle of March, the joy on the street became heavier and heavier, and Yun Jian got rid of the guards at home and walked alone on the street.

The houses on both sides are surrounded by red brocade silk, and everyone who travels is more or less wearing red ornaments, and even the beggars on the street can ask for a steamed bun or cake engraved with the word "joy".

It was really the prince's wedding, and everything became so extraordinary.

It's just that Yun Jian found that she was not so sad as she imagined, maybe she had already looked down on it, she was not used to intrigue and didn't like to fight for power, so she was disappointed in this wedding.

Touching the heartbeat that didn't change, she smiled at first, maybe she had never loved Chongxi as much as she imagined, at least she didn't feel like the sky was falling now, or maybe she-gave up.

March was cold, the river with a fishy cold wind blowing uncomfortable, she walked to the willow pavilion, but saw a familiar figure, stunned, for a while did not know what to say.

"Why, it's only been a few days since you haven't seen me and you've been separated from me?" Chongxi looked at this person who could be calm and calm at any time with a smile, but his heart shrank slightly.

Yun Jian pulled a smile slightly: "How can it be, it's just that Brother Xi is getting married, and Guiyun hasn't been able to prepare a gift, so I'll return this to Brother Xi." ”

She tore off the warm jade that had been hanging around her neck, this jade was of very high quality, with a drop of blood and tears embedded in the verdant green, the shape was soft, Guiyun called it a lover's tear, and even the layman praised this jade.

However, Chongxi was angry, he didn't answer, but his voice became cold: "This is what I gave you, if you don't want it, throw it away." ”

threw it away, what an easy answer, but how could she give it up.

Finally, the tears that had been held for a long time broke the embankment: "If you throw it away, can you throw away the relationship of more than ten years?"